To prick rouge virginity’s sign.
By twin bubbies, sign Gemini’s amply express’d,
In a maiden just leaning to man,
The ripe blooming fruit of the firm heaving breast,
The flame of love’s passion doth fan;
When exhausted in raptures, how charming to lie
’Twixt love’s hillocks, gay mortals delight,
Feel the heave, hear the sigh, mark the languishing eye,
Which the Signum Salutis invite.
Sign Scorpio, no doubt, is an evil that fled